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    "Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes (16X)

    [Phife Dawg]
    There's a million MC's that claim they want some
    But see, I create sounds that make your ears go numb
    Peace to Sayers Ave., yeah you know how we go
    My best friend Steven at the Home Depot
    Lowerton is in the house, I can't forget Southside
    Walk past MC's like that girl did the Pharcyde
    I'm labeled as the cat's meow, the MC with the know-how
    Act like you know, not now, but right now
    Beast of the East, on MC's I have a feast
    I'd eat that ass like quiche, crack a smile like Shanice
    Straight out Jamaica scene, Jamaica, Queens
    But you could find me out in Georgia, or anywhere in between
    Now if my partners don't look good, Malik won't look good
    If Malik don't look good, the Quest won't look good
    If the Quest don't look good, then Queens won't look good
    But since the sounds are universal, New York won't look good
    Picture Phife losin a battle, come on, get off it
    Put down the microphone son, surrender forfeit
    Did I hear somethin bout a crew? What they wanna do?
    You better call Mr. Babyface, so he can bring out _The Cool in You_
    or it'll be a sad love song being sung by Toni Braxton
    And I'll dissect you like a fraction
    Oh, you wannabe top cat MC's, I'll pop you like a zit
    You wanna be the champ, you more like Chief Some-shit
    Big up myself everytime when it comes to this
    MC's be runnin scared as if they're watchin the Exorcist
    I kick more game than a crackhead from Hempstead
    My styles are milk, man, you'd think that I was breast fed
    You know the steelo when the diggy Dawg is on the scene
    I dedicate this to all the MC's outta Queens
    that goes for Onyx, LL, Run-D.M.C.
    Akinyele, Nasty Nas and the Extra P
    You need a chart, straight up and down man, there ain't no other
    Nuff respect to all my peeps that made the album cover
    Yo, Tip don't worry Dunn you know I get the party jumpin
    Get on the mic and break em off a lil lil sumthin
    Yo, Tip don't worry Dunn you know I get the party jumpin
    Get on the mic and break em off a lil lil sumthin (Ooohh...)

    "Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes (16X)

    [Q-Tip] (over Busta Rhymes)
    La, la, la, la..
    Doop, doo, do, do..
    La, la, la, la..
    Shooby-doop, do, do..
    La, la, la, la..
    Shooby-doo, do, do..
    You know I'm on the other, for the top 40
    Haha, you gotta do it like this..

    We got the funk doody don shit, clearly it's the bomb shit
    So recognize me, kids memorize me
    Everyday, I be scroungin, really, I be loungin
    I play the down low, very very incognito
    Aries is my sign, I know that I can rhyme
    Sometimes I rhyme in riddles, plus I make the hunnies wiggle
    Intellect is the major, some heads like to wager
    The skills on the hill, overlookin dollar bills
    Man, ya crazy, thinkin you can phase me
    The Ab doesn't study near nonsense money
    Life seems to meet me, MC's seem too cheesy
    With they doody ass renditions of defeatin competition
    I rock to the roll man, yes, I'm a soul man
    Bet'cha bottom dolla, Vinia will make ya holla
    As ya stand at attention, did I forget to mention
    MC's will give me twenty, if I sense that they act funny
    Lyrics are abundant, right there, I sound redundant
    Just mentionin the fact, that the area is fat
    I dwell in the unda, so hunny, it's no wonder
    That I get plenty of tail, well I even get white
    I'ma bet hittin head crack, there money, take that
    Breakin niggaz off, cut their bank, then I'm off
    While my Nik'es match my lil hat, beat joint is mad fat
    Got the cutter of the box if a kid thinks he's ox
    For tier means creator, the poetry relator
    It's hemp, like Betsy Ross, let me tell you who's the boss

    La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)
    La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)
    La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes) smooth it y'all
    La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)
    La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)
    La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)
    La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)
    La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)

    Queens got a Zoo
    Brooklyn got a Zoo
    Bronx got a Zoo
    Long Island got a Zoo
    Long Island.. got the zone
    Jersey got a Zoo
    Philly got a Zoo
    Milwaukee got a Zoo
    L.A. got a Zoo
    Oaktown got the zone

    La, la, la.. (4X)
    See, I like to get down Jack

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